Going home for the Chinese New Year with a year-end bonus of 100 million

Yang Fan, too, was well aware of what his father was saying.

He has so much money in his account now, he doesn't need this little bit more.

Even though Der-ge had reminded me before during a live stream chat that I should be careful with my money.

But it's different with Uncle San's family. Even if they don't repay the money in the end, Yang Fan will still be willing to pay.

So he said, "Mom and Dad, Uncle and Aunt, don't worry, I've earned some money outside. I'm not the kind of person who likes to boast, I have this much money, you don't need to worry. Yang Hao's wedding is a big deal, take this money first."

Yang Jianmin quickly waved his hand: "This...this won't do, Xiao Fan..."

At this moment, the father, Yang Jianguo, spoke up: "Third son, just listen to Xiaofan."

"Since the child says he has money, let him pay for it first. Marriage is a big deal, we can't settle for less."

Yang Jianmin's eyes also reddened: "Second brother, second sister-in-law, Xiaofan... I... I don't know what to say..."

He wiped his face: "But two hundred thousand is too much! Really too much! Let's just borrow sixty thousand, sixty thousand will do!"

"Third Uncle," Yang Fan insisted.

"As you know, weddings always involve unexpected expenses."

"Haozi only gets married once in his life, so we have to make it a grand and spectacular occasion for him."

"Two hundred thousand isn't much. You can take it and use it first. You can pay me back if you don't use it all."

He looked at Yang Hao: "Haozi, don't feel guilty. Living a good life from now on is the best way to repay your brother."

Yang Hao finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "Brother Fan... thank you... thank you so much..."

As he spoke, tears streamed down his face.

This 21-year-old has been under a lot of pressure lately because of his marriage plans.

The family has no money, the woman's family is pressuring them for money, and the parents are sighing all day long...

He felt useless and that he had let his parents down.

Now, with just one sentence from Brother Fan, the whole family's urgent problem has been solved.

"No need to thank me." Yang Fan patted him on the shoulder. "We're brothers."

Liu Yuzhen also cried, holding Wang Xiuying's hand:

"Second sister-in-law, your Xiaofan... is such a good child... we... we really don't know what to say..."

Wang Xiuying patted her hand: "Yuzhen, don't say such things. We're family."

Yang Jianguo looked at his son with a mixture of relief and pride in his eyes.

He turned to his younger brother and said, "Jianmin, it's settled then."

"Let Xiaofan lend you 200,000 yuan first to get the wedding done. You can pay it back slowly when you have the money."

Yang Jianmin looked at his second brother, then at his second sister-in-law, then at Yang Fan, and finally nodded emphatically: "Okay...okay..."

He stood up and walked up to Yang Fan, a man in his forties with red-rimmed eyes.

"Xiao Fan, Third Uncle... Third Uncle thanks you."

"I will definitely pay you back this money. I'll pay you back as soon as the construction site wages are settled."

"Third Uncle, no rush," Yang Fan said. "You should use it for the wedding first."

He checked the time: "How about this, I'll go to the bank in town to transfer the money after we finish eating."

"There's a limit to mobile transfers, so I can't transfer that much. Please give me your card number, and I'll transfer it directly at the counter."

Liu Yuzhen quickly pulled a small notebook from her cloth bag, then rummaged through it and found a bank card. Her hands trembled slightly as she said, "Xiao Fan, this...this is your third uncle's card..."

Yang Fan took the card and looked at it: "Okay, I'll go in a bit."

Yang Jianmin was still saying, "Xiao Fan, if you really don't need 200,000, just transfer 60,000..."

"Third Uncle," Yang Fan smiled, "please don't refuse. I haven't finished my meal yet, can't you let me eat in peace?"

That made everyone laugh.

The atmosphere immediately became much more relaxed.

Wang Xiuying quickly called out, "Come on, everyone, start eating, the food's getting cold."

Yang Jianmin's family then picked up their chopsticks, but ate very little, clearly still preoccupied with something.

Yang Fan quickly finished his meal, put down his bowl, and said, "Dad, Mom, Third Uncle, Third Aunt, please take your time eating. I'm going to town now."

"I'll go with you," Yang Ya said, standing up.

"OK."

The brother and sister went out the door.

The sun was shining brightly in the courtyard.

Yang Ya whispered, "Brother, you're so kind."

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Our third uncle and aunt are good to us, so we should be good to them too. We should treat each other as we would like to be treated."

The car is on the road.

Yang Ya looked out the window and suddenly said, "Brother, what do you think Uncle will think if he knew we lent Uncle 200,000 yuan?"

Yang Fan gripped the steering wheel without saying a word.

After a while, he finally spoke: "What he thinks is not important. What's important is that Uncle San's family can overcome their difficulties and Haozi can get married smoothly."

The car drove into town and parked in front of the bank.

On the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, the bank was quite crowded, with people coming to withdraw money and buy New Year's goods.

Yang Fan queued up to process the transfer.

The staff at the counter saw the transfer amount, looked up at him, but didn't say anything.

After completing the formalities, Yang Fan sent a WeChat message to his third uncle: "Third Uncle, the money has been transferred. Please check it."

Almost immediately, my third uncle called.

"Xiao Fan... the money... the money has arrived..." Yang Jianmin's voice choked with emotion, "Two hundred thousand... it really has arrived... Third Uncle... Third Uncle..."

He couldn't continue.

Yang Fan could hear his aunt crying on the other end of the phone.

"Third Uncle, I'm glad I received it." Yang Fan's voice was gentle. "Don't worry about it, Third Aunt. Just focus on getting Haozi's wedding done. If you need any help, just let me know."

"Okay...okay...Xiao Fan, thank you...thank you so much..."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Ya looked at him: "Brother, are you feeling comfortable?"

Yang Fan nodded: "Comfortable. More comfortable than buying a Mercedes or home appliances."

This is the truth.

Some money, once spent, brings peace of mind.

On the way back to the village, the sun was setting.

As Yang Fan was driving, he suddenly remembered something from his childhood.

He was ten years old that year. His third uncle came back from the construction site and brought him a bag of candy.

The candy wasn't expensive; it was just ordinary hard candy. But Uncle San couldn't bear to eat it himself and gave it all to him.

He peeled one and put it in his third uncle's mouth. His third uncle smiled and patted his head: "Little Fan is such a good boy."

He still remembers that smile.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?" Yang Ya asked.

"It's nothing," Yang Fan smiled. "It just feels really good to be able to help people who are truly good to me."

The car drove into the village.

Under a big tree at the entrance of the village, several elderly people were sunbathing.

Someone waved when they saw Yang Fan's car.

Yang Fan slowed down and rolled down the window.

"Xiao Fan, are you going out?" It was Grandpa Li from the village.

"Yes, Grandpa Li, I'm going to town to take care of some business."

"I heard you lent money to your third uncle's family?" Grandpa Li chuckled. "Good child, you know how to repay kindness."

The news spread really fast.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. This Grandpa Li is Uncle San's godfather, so Uncle San probably asked Grandpa Li for help beforehand. It's normal for him to let him know when he has enough money.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Of course."

"Your third uncle is an honest man, but he has a hard life. It's a good thing that you can help him," another old man said.

Yang Fan nodded and drove away.

In the rearview mirror, several elderly people were still talking, their faces smiling.

Yang Ya said, "Brother, you're famous in the village now."

"What fame?" Yang Fan shook his head. "I just did what I was supposed to do."

The car is parked in front of my house.

My third uncle's family has already left.

Wang Xiuying was clearing the dishes when she saw them return and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

"It's been forwarded," Yang Fan said. "Uncle received it."

Wang Xiuying nodded and sighed, "Your third uncle and aunt have had a tough time. Haozi is an honest boy, so let's help him if we can."

Yang Jianguo sat by the stove without saying a word, but there was something different in his eyes when he looked at his son.

That's a form of recognition, a source of pride.

The fire crackled and popped.

Outside, the sky was gradually darkening.

But it was warm inside.

Yang Fan knew that the 200,000 yuan was well spent.

Very worthwhile.